Spicy Dark Romance Novels & Stories

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Light Bondage, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning light was a cruel interloper, filtering through the lace curtains of our bedroom. I stood in the doorway, already dressed in my woodsman's flannel and heavy boots, watching Lyra stir. To any outsider, I was the picture of a doting husband, but the memory of her muffled screams and the way I had filled her pussy and ass with my supernatural seed just hours ago made my skin tingle with a secret, dark delight.

Alesso and Nora are madly in love with each other and I honestly want them to be married. Luciano made it clear that he will not indulge in this matter till one of them talks to him about it first. We returned home after that and since then life has been going same. My stomach growls again and finally I look at Luciano's sleeping figure. My head is on his chest while he has his strong arm wrapped around me. I am hungry and I just want to eat something. I am craving something spicy and it is increasing by every passing second. “Luciano?” I tap lightly on Luciano’s chest.

With that, the tense atmosphere between them became much more relaxed than it had been. For lunch, Matthew took Christina to a western restaurant close to the office and ordered a lot of spicy food. Christina felt weirded out by this. Matthew used to be a picky eater that refused to eat anything that had to do with chilli, yet somehow he ordered spicy food today. What was up with him today? They did not sit for long before they found themselves being surrounded by a small mob. “I’ve finally got you!” Philip had brought four lackeys along with him as he glared ferociously at the pair. It seemed that he was here to pay back on what had happened yesterday.

He then went off and I put him to the side so that I could have some space for the plate the waiter ought to bring back with him. “So, did you enjoy the movie?” Ashton kicked off a conversation. “Yes, I did. You?” “It was ok, but not my best movie though”, he said. “Oh, really? And what are your best movies?” “Well, I’m the horror type of guy. I’m not into chick flicks or even musicals. I just watch them for passing time, that’s all”, he added. I laughed at that and said, “Oh well, I guess we are opposites. I don’t watch horror, at all. It gives me nightmares, so horror movies are a no-go area for me.”

Heat spreads through my blood, loud and impossible to ignore. Then he lifts me back up. Air rushes into my lungs. I cough and gulp, heart racing. His arms stay locked around me, solid and close. I’m pressed against him, chest to chest, and all I can breathe in is Dominic Vance. Spice. Heat. Bergamot and hot pepper. The scent sinks into me and makes everything worse. The fire in my chest doesn’t calm. It grows. He watches me closely, eyes slow and intent, then drags his tongue over his lips like he’s savoring the moment.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

“You’re already mine. And you’ll never be able to go back.” His words sent a shiver down my spine. I should’ve resisted. I should’ve fought back, but I couldn’t. I was already too far gone. I hated myself for wanting it. For wanting him. But deep down, a darker part of me knew—I was his. And I didn’t know how to get out of this spiral. This twisted, intoxicating spiral of power, control, and darkness. And somehow, I wasn’t sure I wanted to. 21 VIKTOR

I take another drag on my cigarette, exhaling slowly. His eyes sparkle with amusement as he studies me, and I sense a question forming on his lips. "Is it about you and Jasper? Are you two..." His words trail off as I glare at him, and he clamps his lips shut, still smiling. My curiosity gets the better of me. "Why would you think it's Jasper?" Luciano leans in, a sly grin spreading across his face. "You two have this insane sexual tension around you. It's like a living thing." He chuckles, his eyes glinting with amusement. "If you're not careful, it'll explode and affect us all."

My hand was almost unsteady with desire and I drove down until I found a quiet space which was lined with tall trees to block the view of incoming people or traffic. There were no cars. And no people too. This spot was so perfect. I parked and killed the engine. "Come here." Elara looked around. "Damien, someone might see us." "No one is around," I dismissed her concerns and pulled her across the seat before I pushed her skirt up until it was hanging around her waist. I spanked her cunt. “Damien,” she gasped. A smirk curved my lips. "You earned this for cutting him off just like I told you to. Now I am going to reward you abundantly."

He asked, gently sliding the linen on my skin and I shuddered in pleasure. “I do.” “Give me a safe word.” He said, covering my sight with the black linen until all I could see was black mixed with red from the lights. “Vanilla,” I responded as his fingers caressed my neck and then made their way to my lips. Without hesitation, I took his index finger into my mouth, then his middle finger, and sucked on them as if my life depended on them. “Fuck.” Davin whispered in satisfaction. “Why vanilla?” “That's my favorite scent,” I replied after he took his fingers out of my mouth and he hummed slightly in understanding.